Chapter 62: Good Stuff?

  "What is this heat flowing inside my body? Why can't the meridians be unblocked? Is it that even the Nine Yang Meridian is something that no one in the cultivation world can do anything about?" On the cold bed, Ling Luo sat cross-legged with her hands clasped together.

  He glanced at the several jade boxes not far from his bed, all of which were empty. The few kinds of elixirs that Master Chen Changlao had brought back had all been tried one by one, but none of them had any effect in driving away the hot flow, and they all ended up being dispersed and swallowed by it.

  "Ah! In the blink of an eye, it's already been over three months since I arrived at Xuanxiao Sect! And there's only a little more than a year left until I turn eighteen, could it be that I really can't escape the threshold of eighteen?" Ling Luoye let out a sigh and slowly stood up, walking towards the outside of the cave.

  For more than three months, I have been taking all sorts of so-called miraculous medicines, but unfortunately, the hot flow on my body has not only shown no signs of weakening, but has become stronger and stronger. Following closely is the increasingly unbearable pain every day at noon.

  "It seems like this, maybe I can barely hold on for even a year!" Ling Luo Yu sighed with a bitter smile.

  "Old buddy, luckily you've been with me all along, or else I really don't know how I would have gotten through these days!" With a pat on his chest, he felt the presence of the Lotus Sutra in his bosom, and Ling Luoye smiled lightly.

  "I wonder how Zitian is doing now? She should be fine at Haitian Pavilion, it's been three months already, she must have started practicing Xiantian by now!" Thinking of Zitian, Ling Luoyu couldn't help but feel a pang of sweetness in her heart, yet also a hint of melancholy.

  "I'm already a dying man, what qualifications do I have to possess a peerless beauty like Zitian? Forget her, maybe I'll never have the chance to see her again. Who knows if Zitian will still remember me after I die? They say that cultivation is not bound by time, perhaps in ten or eight years, the passage of time will erase all memories of me from Zitian's heart!" Ling Luoyu sighed softly.

  "Ah! What's the point of thinking so much, let things be as they may!" Ling Luoyu smiled wryly and shook his head, walking out of the cave and following a small mountain path to the left, heading towards the peak.

  Ling Luo's destination was the Scripture Pavilion of the Xuanxiao Sect. Since it was impossible to cultivate, as a book lover, the Scripture Pavilion was naturally Ling Luo's first choice.

  The richness of the books in the Scripture Pavilion is so astonishing that even Ling Luo Yu can't help but be secretly shocked. Originally, Ling Luo Yu thought that the collection of books in his own Snowflake Manor was already rich enough, but compared to the collection of this Xuanxiao Sect, it's like a small stream and the ocean, and there's no way to mention them together.

  Inside the Scripture Pavilion, there are all sorts of martial arts secret books, immortal techniques and manuals, as well as various records of experiences and insights from the cultivation world.

  Although there are many books in the Scripture Pavilion, not everyone is qualified to enter. Fortunately, Ling Luoye is a core disciple, although he is an unqualified core disciple, but after all, he has the halo of being a core disciple on his head, so he also has the qualifications to read some of the classics in the Scripture Pavilion.

  For some time now, Ling Luoyu has spent most of her time in this scripture pavilion, and she is quite content with it.

  Not far away, a purple figure quickly approached.

  "Not good! She's here again, and if she finds me like this, I won't be able to calm down today!" Ling Luoyu shifted her body to one side, hiding behind a boulder about the height of a person by the roadside.

  "Hehe, Ling Shidi, how come you're playing hide-and-seek with me? Come out, I saw you a long time ago!" A silvery laugh rang out, and the purple figure stopped several meters in front of Ling Luofei.

  "Qiao'er Shijie, are you looking for me? If not, I'll head to the Scripture Pavilion first!" Ling Luoyu smiled wryly and slowly walked out from behind the mountain rocks.

  "Off to the Scripture Pavilion again! Are those books really that good-looking? Are they even better-looking than me, Ling'er?" Qiao'er stepped forward a few steps, squeezed in front of Ling Fei Yu, pouted her mouth, and looked unhappy.

  "Big brothers are all busy cultivating, no one wants to play with me! And you, little brother, are always reading books and ignoring me too!" Cui'er's face moved in closer, her nose almost touching Ling Luofei's.

  Feeling Xiao's gentle breathing, a thread of enchanting and imaginative fragrance rushed into his mind, Ling Lu's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

  "Ling Luo Yu, you are already a dead man, and yet you have the Purple Butterfly, how can you be so reckless!" A voice suddenly rang out in his mind, Ling Luo Yu was startled, instantly sobered up, his face turned red, and he hastily retreated several steps.

  "Ling Shidi, don't go to the Scripture Pavilion today, accompany me instead, okay?" Chuo'er took a few more steps forward.

  "Qiao'er shi jie, I'm really afraid of you, I'll accompany you then!" Ling Luo Yu forced a smile and hastily retreated several steps.

  These days, Qiao'er would come over every few days, entwining herself around Ling Luoyu, calling out to Ling Luoyu to play with her. If Ling Luoyu didn't agree, Qiao'er wouldn't say much either, she'd just quietly follow behind Ling Luoyu, wherever Ling Luoyu went, she'd go too, and put on a pitiful expression that made Ling Luoyu really afraid of her.

  "This Xuanxiao Sect has so many people, but you, Ling Shidi, are the best!" Seeing Ling Luoye nod in agreement, Qiaor smiled and ran to Ling Luoye's side, grabbing his hand and pulling him forward.

  "Come on, Ling Shidi, I found a great place the other day and didn't tell anyone, not even Master. But since you're behaving so well, I'll take you there today to broaden your horizons!" Qiao'er said as she grabbed Ling Luoyu's hand and ran off.

  When she saw Qiao'er suddenly grab her hand, Ling Luoyu was stunned for a moment, and then she shook it hard several times, hoping to pull her hand out of Qiao'er's grasp. However, Qiao'er was also a master who had successfully built his foundation, so how could Ling Luoyu shake him off with just that little bit of strength?

  Having tried several times without success, Ling Luoyu could only smile wryly and let Qiao'er pull him forward.

  All the way, Ling Luoyu cautiously looked around, he didn't want to be seen by his fellow disciples with Qiao Er's that scene, if they were seen, there would definitely be some rumors and gossip spreading out, although he himself didn't care about these things, but these rumors and gossip would definitely affect Qiao Er.

  Qiao'er's speed was incredibly fast. As Qiao'er pulled her along, Ling Luoyu felt as if her body was floating lightly, and everything around her whizzed by in a flash before her eyes.

  In the blink of an eye, Ling Luoyu and Qiao'er had already passed through the main peak of Wuxuanfeng, but Qiao'er still didn't stop, still pulling Ling Luoyu to rush towards the southeast direction of Wuxuanfeng.

  After running wildly for more than two hours, Chao'er finally stopped at the foot of a not very high mountain peak.

  "Is it here? Is there something good here?" Ling Luoyu gently wiped the slightly red eyes that had been struck by the strong wind, and looked around.